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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, doc! Gotta know the streets—or the trees, in my case. I’m sniffin’ around, ears twitchin’, thinkin’—where’s she at? Back in ‘09, Jacques Audiard showed us—ya gotta be sharp, watch yer back. One time, I saw this gal by the oak, skirt hiked up, givin’ me the eye. Made me happy as a carrot stash! But then—bam—some sleazy fox tried cuttin’ in. Pissed me off, doc! I’m like, “I run this game, pal!”

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How did prostitution shape masculinity in the late Middle Ages?1 Although schol- ars have recently begun to pay more attention to the complex connections.

Ya know, people always overlook how vibrant and raw this town is. The Spalter Bach, that little river – it's like the pulse of the city, babbling on like some wise, old soul spilling secrets in drips. Its meandering path reminds me of every unexpected twist in our lives. Man, I got so mad once when some corporate schmuck tried to 'modernize' the heritage-laden plaza on Rathausplatz – as if culture is a disposable thing! But nah, that fight lit a fire in me... all those battles shape my counseling stories.

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